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The Climax of the d’Anconias
"Whotaughtyoutodothis?""Oh,that’sjustsomethingIfiguredout."Shedidnotknowthatwhatherfatherheldonthecrumpledsheetsofpaperwasthecrudeversionofadifferentialequation.
TheheirsofSebastiánd‘Anconiahadbeenanunbrokenlineoffirstsons,whoknewhowtobearhisname.Itwasatraditionofthefamilythatthemantodisgracethemwouldbetheheirwhodied,leavingthed’Anconiafortunenogreaterthanhehadreceivedit.Throughoutthegenerations,thatdisgracehadnotcome.AnArgentinianlegendsaidthatthehandofad‘Anconiahadthemiraculouspowerofthesaints—onlyitwasnotthepowertoheal,butthepowertoproduce.
Thed‘Anconiaheirshadbeenmenofunusualability,butnoneofthemcouldmatchwhatFranciscod’Anconiapromisedtobecome.Itwasasifthecenturieshadsiftedthefamily’squalitiesthroughafinemesh,haddiscardedtheirrelevant,theinconsequential,theweak,andhadletnothingthroughexceptpuretalent;asifchance,foronce,hadachievedanentitydevoidoftheaccidental.
Franciscocoulddoanythingheundertook,hecoulddoitbetterthananyoneelse,andhediditwithouteffort.Therewasnoboastinginhismannerandconsciousness,nothoughtofcomparison.Hisattitudewasnot:"Icandoitbetterthanyou,"butsimply:"Icandoit."Whathemeantbydoingwasdoingsuperlatively.